Kate Micatter/Stereotypes

"As the rain it sways in the old monsoon

And the pain it preys on an open wound

It's cold, it's cold, it's cold

Gotta break the strangehold

I have sealed myself I have cried my tears

Now I steel myself to defy my fears

And be strong, be strong, be strong

I am right where I belong

And as the sun breaks through

Watching from a bird's eye view

And I won't lay down

There's a darker shade of courage

In the strength I've found

And it's letting loose the savage side of me

You can yearn for life to be simple or

You can learn from strife let it build your core

And refuse, refuse, refuse

Don't you bow to the abuse

Fall down at the edge of my mind

So much horror behind

Burning heat

Get back to my feet....

Go to the savage side."